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aikido tournaments
how can you have an aikido tournament?
There’s more magic in a baby’s first giggle than in any firestorm a wizard can conjure up, and don’t let anyone tell you any different.
Breathing first, then. I forced myself to control it, to stop the racking sobs and to draw in slow, steady breaths. Next came the terror. The pain. Humiliation. More than anything, I wanted to crawl into a hole and pull it in after me. I wanted to be not.
“For the sake of one soul. For one loved one. For one life.” I called power into my blasting rod, and its tip glowed incandescent white. “The way I see it, there’s nothing else worth fighting a war for.”
“The only people who never hurt are dead.”
“I am the foremost collector of velvet Elvii in the city of Chicago,” I said at once. “Elvii?” Marcone inquired. “The plural could be Elvises, I guess,” I said. “But if I say that too often, I start muttering to myself and calling things ‘my precious,’ so I usually go with the Latin plural.”
black Magic Marker
Ha!
Better to have the magical arsenal and not need it, than to not have it and get killed to death.
“You can have everything in the world, but if you don’t have love, none of it means crap,” he said promptly. “Love is patient. Love is kind. Love always forgives, trusts, supports, and endures. Love never fails. When every star in the heavens grows cold, and when silence lies once more on the face of the deep, three things will endure: faith, hope, and love.” “And the greatest of these is love,” I finished. “That’s from the Bible.” “First Corinthians, chapter thirteen,” Thomas confirmed. “I
